The good and the bad

I have continuously sat in my room crying over you,
while you were enjoying your life carefree.
I’ve listened to everyone say how bad you are for me,
but none of that mattered to me.
I ignored every red flag,
I endured every ounce of pain you created.
Simply because I loved you,
and I thought you loved me too.

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